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My Family
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Straight Male / 51
When I was about 15, I learned something that completely changed the way that I looked at my Mom and Dad. Since Mother's Day was this past weekend, I figured why not share it.
Growing up, compared to a lot of my friends my Mom and Dad were very much in love. You could see it in the way they acted around each other. When they fought, they would go to another room for a little while or go for a walk around the block in our neighborhood, then come back and continue on, usually jovially. This is something I do with my wife now, and it has helped us stay married for almost 30 year successfully.
One time, though, things got a little rough, and I ended up going over to our neighbor's house for a little while so they could cool down. It was about money, Dad had made a big miscalculation and bought something he shouldn't have (can't remember what now) as a "gift" for Mom and it ended up in a shouting match in the living room rather than the usual take it elsewhere and come back strong approach. So I went over to Pat's house, the woman who would later take my virginity at around age 15.
Pat and her husband Paul were probably about 10 years older than my Mom and Dad, and had been really good to us over the years. They had no children of their own, so they were kind of like an aunt and uncle to me and my sister when we lived in the neighborhood. Sometimes they took the two of us to baseball games, the zoo, even camping once. So this particular situation, when Mom and Dad were fighting hard and my sis wasn't home, it wasn't unnatural for me to head over there and hang out. Pat was an attractive, slim brunette who never wore a bra that I can remember, and her perfectly sloped tits not only enticed my teenage self, but really set a standard for what I wanted in a woman thereafter. So again, not unpleasant to go and visit her and Paul one bit.
Paul was out that day, and Pat knew something was wrong immediately. I told her Mom and Dad were fighting, and Pat had me come on inside, made us a couple of glasses of lemonade, and sat on her couch. She sat with her feet tucked up under her and for some reason I remember that image most clearly from that day.
She told me right away that my Mom and Dad REALLY love each other, and that this would blow over and not to worry. I asked her how she knew that and she said she had seen how connected they are compared to other couples she'd been around. After a brief explanation of what I already knew about them - how they flirted with each other, touched often, complimented each other, and took on hobbies together - Pat was making me feel a lot better and pretty hopeful that this wasn't anything serious. Pat sighed and said she wished she had that with her husband, that Mom and Dad made that look so effortless.
Plus, Pat said, my Dad apparently has a nice cock and my Mom absolutely loves it. I was in shock and tried to sink into the couch. Pat laughed, and said it's okay this is adult talk. This is where things got a little crazy.
Pat proceeded to tell me how she and Paul had been "swinging" with my Mom and Dad for years, but not like you would think. Apparently, one night they got a little tipsy while at Pat and Paul's place, and some things were said that resulted in the wives having a blowjob contest, who could make their husband cum first. The girls got topless and dropped down in front of their guys right there in the living room. Pat won, and she and Paul watched as my Mom blew the daylights out of my Dad for nearly a half hour. Pat might have won the contest, but according to her my Mom made fellatio into an art form. Pat and Paul were trying to get a swap going with my Mom and Dad, but ended up watching an amazing scene unfold in front of them that evening. After my Dad blew the biggest load Pat had ever seen all over my Mom's tits with a loud moan, everyone had a good laugh and relaxed a little while longer. Pat and my Mom then told their men that it was their turn, and essentially proceeded to ride their individual husbands into the couch. Pat said she couldn't keep her eyes off of my Dad and wished that my Mom would give up his cock for her. She never did, and the two of them really never even paid that much attention to Pat and Paul that night other than giving them a show. Over the years, this continued, and essentially the formula was unchanged every time. My Mom and Dad never touched the other couple, they were into each other and just enjoyed the company. They might talk during, give each other pointers or encouragement, but these two couples were having monogamous sex next to each other for close to a decade and still going pretty regularly. Pat said hell, your mom most likely got pregnant with you over here rather than in your house. I was stunned, and weirdly turned on.
Pat finished her story by telling me just how bad she wanted my Dad, and always had. She was incredibly frustrated that he wouldn't swap, but she did value their friendship enough to take what she could get. She also didn't want to hurt my Mom, they were really good friends and she had learned a few things from her incredible devotion to sex with my Dad. They love each other, she concluded, and they've helped me and Paul get closer.
The phone rang, I jumped out of my skin. It was my Mom, asking if I was over there with Pat. Pat told her I was on the way back, and with a wink at me started making plans for that Friday night to "play cards." She smiled really big and made a motion like she was giving a blowjob, then held her hand over the phone and told me to go on home and that she would see me Saturday for the movie she was taking me and my sister to. When I got home and saw my Mom on the phone with Pat, and noticed she and Dad looked a little sweaty and red-faced, I couldn't help but grin. Whatever they were arguing about, they fucked it out. I noticed that from then on, ANY time they went over to Pat and Paul's, they would come back in that same way, hand in hand, Dad letting Mom come into the front door first like a gentleman while he snuck a peek at her backside. My Mom and Dad really love each other, and have always shown it.
As I stated earlier, Pat would later invite me into her incredible body while Paul cheered me on, but that's another story for another time. Happy belated Mother's Day!
Growing up, compared to a lot of my friends my Mom and Dad were very much in love. You could see it in the way they acted around each other. When they fought, they would go to another room for a little while or go for a walk around the block in our neighborhood, then come back and continue on, usually jovially. This is something I do with my wife now, and it has helped us stay married for almost 30 year successfully.
One time, though, things got a little rough, and I ended up going over to our neighbor's house for a little while so they could cool down. It was about money, Dad had made a big miscalculation and bought something he shouldn't have (can't remember what now) as a "gift" for Mom and it ended up in a shouting match in the living room rather than the usual take it elsewhere and come back strong approach. So I went over to Pat's house, the woman who would later take my virginity at around age 15.
Pat and her husband Paul were probably about 10 years older than my Mom and Dad, and had been really good to us over the years. They had no children of their own, so they were kind of like an aunt and uncle to me and my sister when we lived in the neighborhood. Sometimes they took the two of us to baseball games, the zoo, even camping once. So this particular situation, when Mom and Dad were fighting hard and my sis wasn't home, it wasn't unnatural for me to head over there and hang out. Pat was an attractive, slim brunette who never wore a bra that I can remember, and her perfectly sloped tits not only enticed my teenage self, but really set a standard for what I wanted in a woman thereafter. So again, not unpleasant to go and visit her and Paul one bit.
Paul was out that day, and Pat knew something was wrong immediately. I told her Mom and Dad were fighting, and Pat had me come on inside, made us a couple of glasses of lemonade, and sat on her couch. She sat with her feet tucked up under her and for some reason I remember that image most clearly from that day.
She told me right away that my Mom and Dad REALLY love each other, and that this would blow over and not to worry. I asked her how she knew that and she said she had seen how connected they are compared to other couples she'd been around. After a brief explanation of what I already knew about them - how they flirted with each other, touched often, complimented each other, and took on hobbies together - Pat was making me feel a lot better and pretty hopeful that this wasn't anything serious. Pat sighed and said she wished she had that with her husband, that Mom and Dad made that look so effortless.
Plus, Pat said, my Dad apparently has a nice cock and my Mom absolutely loves it. I was in shock and tried to sink into the couch. Pat laughed, and said it's okay this is adult talk. This is where things got a little crazy.
Pat proceeded to tell me how she and Paul had been "swinging" with my Mom and Dad for years, but not like you would think. Apparently, one night they got a little tipsy while at Pat and Paul's place, and some things were said that resulted in the wives having a blowjob contest, who could make their husband cum first. The girls got topless and dropped down in front of their guys right there in the living room. Pat won, and she and Paul watched as my Mom blew the daylights out of my Dad for nearly a half hour. Pat might have won the contest, but according to her my Mom made fellatio into an art form. Pat and Paul were trying to get a swap going with my Mom and Dad, but ended up watching an amazing scene unfold in front of them that evening. After my Dad blew the biggest load Pat had ever seen all over my Mom's tits with a loud moan, everyone had a good laugh and relaxed a little while longer. Pat and my Mom then told their men that it was their turn, and essentially proceeded to ride their individual husbands into the couch. Pat said she couldn't keep her eyes off of my Dad and wished that my Mom would give up his cock for her. She never did, and the two of them really never even paid that much attention to Pat and Paul that night other than giving them a show. Over the years, this continued, and essentially the formula was unchanged every time. My Mom and Dad never touched the other couple, they were into each other and just enjoyed the company. They might talk during, give each other pointers or encouragement, but these two couples were having monogamous sex next to each other for close to a decade and still going pretty regularly. Pat said hell, your mom most likely got pregnant with you over here rather than in your house. I was stunned, and weirdly turned on.
Pat finished her story by telling me just how bad she wanted my Dad, and always had. She was incredibly frustrated that he wouldn't swap, but she did value their friendship enough to take what she could get. She also didn't want to hurt my Mom, they were really good friends and she had learned a few things from her incredible devotion to sex with my Dad. They love each other, she concluded, and they've helped me and Paul get closer.
The phone rang, I jumped out of my skin. It was my Mom, asking if I was over there with Pat. Pat told her I was on the way back, and with a wink at me started making plans for that Friday night to "play cards." She smiled really big and made a motion like she was giving a blowjob, then held her hand over the phone and told me to go on home and that she would see me Saturday for the movie she was taking me and my sister to. When I got home and saw my Mom on the phone with Pat, and noticed she and Dad looked a little sweaty and red-faced, I couldn't help but grin. Whatever they were arguing about, they fucked it out. I noticed that from then on, ANY time they went over to Pat and Paul's, they would come back in that same way, hand in hand, Dad letting Mom come into the front door first like a gentleman while he snuck a peek at her backside. My Mom and Dad really love each other, and have always shown it.
As I stated earlier, Pat would later invite me into her incredible body while Paul cheered me on, but that's another story for another time. Happy belated Mother's Day!
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